#i miss them gwa. this is so cute

[cynnkk]

audios

here I'll compile some of my favourite audiop*rn content

msub / bfe audios

they're going to be appropriately tagged

mostly soundgasm links, some will redirect to their reddit page

M4A / M4F

all audios can be found on the gwa subreddit

one post of mine on the topic

personal note: listening to audios is a safe and controlled way to explore kinks, sexual preferences or even simple non sexual intimacy. keep in mind that you don't know the performers and they don't know you. exercise caution when interacting with them to avoid unpleasant experiences.

be mindful of your safety on the

internet.

last updated: 28/08/2024

a t*u*m*b*l*r post with multiple audios that I like

u/defrosted is definitely one of my faves,, his whole msub content is top notch so I might as well link the page (it's not updated but his account is right there so a little search and we're set)

lovely guy sucking on a strap,, this is how I want my men to be (cw: begging, strap on, pegging)

chubby subby men deserve love too (cw: pegging)

[M4F] I Love C*umming On Mommy's C*ock (tags inside)

[M4F] Sick Days - Taking Care Of Your Needy House Husband] (tags inside)

breaking in your new d*ick on the cute salesman - salesman goes door to door to sell sex toys and meets listener, who is down for ANYTHING {cw: [M4F] [Msub][Fdom]["real" fake dick][pegging][strap on][gagging][c*um swallowing][b*lowjob][c*reampie][LOTS of begging][degredation][dirty talk][needy][sex toy][wet sounds]}

I have a soft spot for this bc he speaks in italian which is my native language: Finalmente Insieme (translation: Together, at last) [tags: [M4F] [Bilingual] [English] [Italian] [BFE] [MSub] [FDom] [Edging] [Making love] [Kisses]

[M4F] Interviewing to become your sub [Msub] ["Mommy"] [C*unnilingus] [A*nalingus] [Br*east play] [Riding me] [Cumming inside you] [41 minutes] (A MASTERPIECE I TELL YOU)

the sequel to the mastepiece above

subby boyfriend MISSES YOU SO BAD 😞 [M4F][voicenote] [improv] [mommy mentions] [praise] [overstimulation] [wet sounds]

Mommy’s Puppy Leaves Her A Voicemail To Help Her Get Through The Day [Established Relationship] [M4F] [Voicemail] [MSub] [Shy to Desperate] [Masturbating] [Fleshlight] [Sloppy] [Begging] Mentions of [Cunnilingus] [Vaginal Sex] [Blowjobs] [Pillow Humping] [“Puppy”] [“Mutt”] [“Mommy”]

Confident Boy Has A Sub Side [M4F] [Msub][Confident To Submissive Speaker][Calling You Mommy By Accident][Swallowing Your Spit][Grinding On My Lap Without Wearing Panties][Sucking On Your Nipples While You Ride Me][Cumming On My Cock After I Came Inside Of You][Cunnilingus After Creampie]

Shower Fucking the Angst Out of Your Discouraged Friend [M4F] [Shower Fucking the Angst Out of Your Discouraged Friend] [Msub] [Soft Fdom] [Friends to Lovers] [Shower Sex] [Anxious Speaker] [Closed Off] [Handjob] [Neck Kisses] [Begging] [Desperate] [Good Boy] [Affirmations] [Pussy Eating] [Worship] [Praise] [Riding] [Kissing] [Finger Sucking] CW: (Speaker discusses feelings of anxiety, despair, hopelessness, nothing mattering and the world being messed up. He feels guilty that Listener is helping him and doesn't want to accept at first that something is wrong)

turning your JEALOUS bf into your SUBBY fucktoy <3 [M4F] turning your JEALOUS bf into your SUBBY fucktoy [VERY MSUB] [Whiney] [Begging] [Whimpers] [Self-Degradation] [Facesitting] [Handjob] [Riding] [Overstimmed Speaker] [Multiple Speaker and Listener Orgasms] [Tit-Sucking] [Mommy] [Puppy] [Good boy] [Jealous Speaker] [Creampie] [Aftercare]

Your Best Friend Has Never Been Overstimulated [M4F] Your Best Friend Has Never Been Overstimulated [MSub] [Friends to Lovers] [Best Friends] [Jealous] [Vanilla Speaker] [Kinky FDom Listener] [Teaching Him About Being Submissive] [Marking] [Handjob] [Cumshot] [Overstimulation] [Post Orgasm Torture] [Begging] [Riding] [Cowgirl] [Creampie]

Making Two Cocky Twins Yours [MM4F] [Twins] [Light MDom] to [MSub] [Domination Loss] [Teasing] [Handjob] [Blowjob] [Cowgirl] [Missionary] [Spit roast] [Creampies] [Post Orgasm Torture] [Denial] [Begging] [Plot Twist] [Mind Break] [Frankly too much cum] Just to be safe [Rape] [Mommy [Mistress] *in my humble opinion one of the best msub audios ever released*

I Said Look At Me, Mommy [M4F] [Script Fill] [MSub] [Yandere] [Mommy] [Stalker] [Fingering] [Cunnilingus] [Strap On] [Blowjob] [Rape] [Drugged] [Pegged] [Speaker Orgasm] [Soft Voice] [written by u/strawberrymoon_bunny] PLEASE be mindful of the tags. They may be triggering for some, so do not continue to read if they make you uncomfortable.

Your Submissive and Breedable Boyfriend Wants to be Objectified [M4F] [MSub] [BFE] [Insecure] [Needy] [Reverse Comfort] [Kissing] [Wholesome Objectification] [Cunnilingus] [Begging] [Whining] [Screaming] [Multiple Orgasms] [Aftercuddles] [Headpats]

Your Whiny Mildly Yandere Boyfriend Has Abandonment Issues [M4F] [Script Fill][msub][mommydom][sad]but[wholesome????][yandere lite][whiny][begging][whimpering][possessive][cowgirl][creampie][cuddling][lots of self degradation][about one morbillion L bombs][nursing handjob] {I see that I have a msub yandere preference 😔}

Can I... call you mommy? [M4F] [Msub] [Cunnilingus] [Analingus] [Facesitting] [Teasing] [Nipple licking/sucking] [Begging] [Pussy Grinding] [Creampie] [Whimpers] [20:18]

Would You Remind Me Where I Belong? [M4F] [MSub] [Husband] [BFE] [Toys] [Whimpering] [Begging] [Cumming Like a Slut] [Crying] [Kneeling to Eat You Out] [Praise] [Good Boy] [Prostate Play] [Emotional] [Secret Hands Free Orgasm] [Overstim] [Wet SFX] [Fucking Myself Stupid]

[flyfish1999]

For the character thing P3PHeroine?

thanks elle-p !!!!!!!!!! good luck with my character too ^_^)/ !! i feel like i totally don't talk about her (or tbh anyone outside of ryoji ...) as much as i should .. ! im gonna work to change that \o/ ! starting here :]c putting this one under a cut because it actually got suuuper long ^_^;; whoops !

favourite thing about them: she exists !!!!!!!!!!!! and she's so cool . she's like, devastatingly cool . both in her concept and just .. herself .... move over chad narukami losers !!!!!!!!!! especially in her exclusive links, her kindness and kick-ass-ness and depth comes out in full force and i love her so much for it. i know i'm a ryominahead, but i miss her everyday !!!!!!!!

least favourite thing about them: not her fault AT ALL . but aside from how underrepresented she is, i am still a firm believer that she should've received her own ryoji ... it's so sad, because i absolutely adore how they open up to each other, but i've talked to others before about how ryoji in her story as seemingly HER mirror just feels wrong, like he's transplanted from another place (which he literally is .. he's created in minato's image). i would've loved to see how her ryoji could've been more specifically shaped and changed by her quirks + her approach to her trauma

favourite line: "but, when i first saw him... he didn't feel at all like a stranger to me." "i can't explain it well, but it was almost like nostalgia.... or some kind of closeness." "i'm him, and he's me...?" it's criminal that q2 left it at this.

brOTP: junpei and hamuko is especially special to me ... more so than minato and junpei really . they bounce off of each other so well, + the extended/enhanced arc where junpei is kind of misogynistic to her alongside the leader jealousy and how that develops is so cool T_T

OTP: HAMUAIGIS 4EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aigis im so sorry yr girlfriend is still in the vault . can you imagine femc the answer . would destroy my soul .

nOTP: her + junpei . .. maybe im a little hater but the GAME doesnt even let you do it lmao ...! it means a lot to me that they're best friends . other than that, i'd say she fits cutely with nearly everyone else just like minato does !

random headcanon: okay lets be real . am i stupid ? where does her mp3 player attach ? it just kind of hangs out in midair while minato obviously hangs it on a lanyard . i like to think she's a bit more crafty with it !!! clipping it onto the zipper of her uniform or her scarf or keeping it on a wristband etc ^_^

unpopular opinion: gwa ........... i should just own this i think, even if people disagree !! in my opinion ... femc is supplementary content. and that means you should not be playing her route as your first experience in persona 3. just like how i believe you shouldn't read the manga or watch the movies before playing the game. you need to play the male route first. the way she presents the game's themes through her character and modified story is designed to be in direct opposition and contract with minato's route, and enhances both routes to that effect and can totally change your experience when viewing your previous playthrough of the male route and your current route as her through the lens she teaches the player. in a sad sort of way, i am kind of happy reload hasn't enforced this idea that femc is just one of two ways to experience p3 . this isn't a character select .. she's more like a perfect ng+ to me .

song i associate them with: back to the lighthearted stuff ! cop car by mitski ^_^ easiest answer so far !

favourite picture of them: either this [below], the cover of persona compilation II, or either of the persona music live/tour 2009 and 2010 artworks ! i'm a shin apologist though, so take that with a grain of salt ;] i really love how she's shown in opposition with narukami here, how he's looking straight at her but she's not meeting his eye . i would really love to see these two together more !

[thegreatlarryfisherman]

ASMR In Real Life >> Prologue

Fun Fact: There was a possibility that this would’ve been the way J met Grace in Secrets (Ooops, almost a spoiler alert which sounds like @jletolove4eva and I need to update!) but I went against my better judgement. Somehow, I managed to write it out anyway. (I’ve got like four thousand different fics so.. let’s just stick this one on the to do list.)

Summary: An male ASMR creator and a Tumblr user make arrangements to meet in a bar. She wrote his script but after collaborating on a few tweaks here and there, he decided he wanted to do a real audio and arranged for them to meet. When he gets there, both are pleasantly surprised.

Warnings: Sexless, mentions of BDSM, sharp language, dirty talk, mentions of ASMR/GWA themes.

Mindless rambling. Almost a standalone fic. I don’t know what to do with this. 

He asked me to wear the blindfold. He said it would make it cuter. In exchange, he didn’t ask me to wear anything specifically. He let me choose. I chose a long black dress, slits up the sides... Accessible. 

I’ve got a hankering for danger, I suppose. I’m blindfolded in the middle of the bar. The bartender knows what’s up. She smirked at me after I finished my Angry Orchard and placed the blindfold on, quietly asking her not to let anyone touch me. Confirming with her that my guest will subtly touch me but will most likely speak first. 

I’ve been waiting for an excruciating hour. Fuck. Why am I always early? 

61 minutes in and I feel the faintest touch on my arm. I was instructed that if anyone touched me, not to say a word for fifteen seconds. If it transpired for more than fifteen, it was not him and I could break their fucking jaw off. Great. I had a knife in my garter belt. Prepared. 

“Mmm.” I heard it. The voice that melted in my ear every time I turned my headphones on... Then a soft chuckle. Then the smell that invaded my senses was unbearable. “You look as good as you write.”

He hadn’t seen me.  I hadn’t seen him.  He had the advantage.  He was seeing me first.

I swallowed as my head tilted back on its own volition.  ��I want to take this blindfold off.. but I also want.. you.. to sit. You know how much I like to tease.”

“That’s not fair.” I nearly whined and he chuckled, that sweet sensational little laugh as he hovered near my lips. 

“But I like you like this. Desperate.”

“I’m not desperate.” I felt his hands wrap around my neck and I moaned loudly. 

“Sounds like someone who’d rather be fucked than fucked with..” He muttered. He yanked away the blindfold and our eyes met. Mine widened, taking in every inch of his handsome features. My blind date was... Gorgeous. He sat down beside me and picked up my glass. He took a sip and frowned at it. 

“A queen drinking a Princess drink. How quaint. Two shots of whiskey, please? Top shelf, if you offer it.” He waved down the bartender and she looked at me with pure shock. I nodded before I bit my lip as he looked at me once more. “So... Do I look like I sound?” He lifted one perfect eyebrow and I was rendered speechless. “Oh. Shy now, are we?” his hand rested on my knee as he thanked the bartender for sitting down both of our drinks. 

He gestured for me to lean in. I did. He slowly put his lips to my ear and said in the softest voice. “Mistress... Please...” The please came out like whine. “Please talk to me so I don’t have to.. punish.. you.” He moved back a bit so we could meet with our eyes and I melted, not knowing what to say first. 

“I’m sorry.” I rushed my eyes to the floor. “I was.. I can’t.. You’re fucking gorgeous.”

“I’m easy on the eyes.” He shrugged a shoulder and I laughed out loud. “Wow. Your laugh is perfect. All those times you typed lol, I suppose that’s what it sounded like.”

“Sometimes I laugh just cause.” I shrugged a shoulder as I picked up my drink. “I don’t do shit like this, you know?”

“And there’s that fucking potty mouth I jack off too.” He laughed. “What are the odds that an ASMR voice and a smut writer meet... in a bar?” He gave me a teasing expression and I covered my eyes with my hand. “God. You act just like you type. Come here, girl.” He pulled my hand away from my face and we were so close that I could kiss him. I wanted to.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gestured my drink. “Take a shot, Mistress.” He toasted his glass to mine and we both took a drink. 

“I can’t believe that.. You’re..” I bit my lip. “Real. This voice that I was falling in love with. Fuck. You’re the reason I signed up for Reddit.”

“You’re the reason I got a Tumblr which you’re right. Satan. Seriously. It just sucks you right in. Gifs are insane. They’re like pictures that move.” His hands shook vigorously. “Ugh and I get to read twice as much of your writing. I mean, sometimes when you just write.. Imagines? I’m like ‘EXTEND IT, I’m begging’, but then I don’t say anything because.. I’m a man and I have my pride.” He sat up straight then looked at me. “What?”

“Nothing. It’s just you say jif.”

“That’s how it’s prounounced.” 

“Most people say ‘Gif.’ Emphasis on the G.” 

“Well most people don’t understand the English language. Would you say, Gu-el?” He lifted an eyebrow and I buried my face in his shoulder to keep from blushing. 

“Mistress you’re blushing so much and I haven’t said nearly as much to you as I wanted to...” He paused as he looked into my eyes, sparing one glance at the bartender as she walked past. “About how I’d like to part these thighs and bury my face deep inside of your pussy... Lapping at your clit until you’ve let me taste every single version of your pleasure.”

My legs clasped shut and I had to focus my eyes to keep them from rolling back. “Would you like that?” He asked before he tilted his head sideways.

“About as much as I’d like..” I bit my lip. 

“Come on. If you can write it, you can say it.” His hand touched my leg. I chewed on my lip and he leaned over, placing his thumb on my upper thigh. “Come on, Little Girl. Tell me what you want to do to me?”

“Wrap my fingers around that hard..”

“Cock.” He said bluntly. 

“C--” I clasped my lips shut and bit my head. 

“Cock.” He repeated. “Say it, Princess. Say it or I spread your legs right here in front of everyone and show you what a cock is.” There was command in his voice though I knew he wouldn’t overstep those boundaries. He was trying to get a rise out of me. 

“Wrap my fingers around your--” My eyes averted to the floor. “Cock and then wrap my lips around it so tight--” I froze when his fingers reached underneath my chin and pointed my face toward him. 

“So tight... What.” 

“That you cum before you can even think straight and the only words escaping those cute pouty lips of yours are my name and your begging.”

“Oh.. What confidence for a woman who couldn’t say cock just five seconds ago!”

“Oh?” I grinned softly. “And then I want you to fuck my pussy until I can’t walk, think, or stand straight... Then I want you to tie my wrists to the headboard of our hotel room and do it all over again.. except that time, we’ll record it so the entire community can hear how tight it gets the moment you sink your cock deep inside of me.”

His eyes closed and he sighed deeply. I wasn’t nearly as vocal as him, but when I put words together, they get TOGETHER.

“Madame. May I have the check.” He said to the bartender.

“And you’re closing your tab, I assume?” 

“Yes. Thanks.” I smiled. She came over to him and took his credit card. 

“Just add her tab to mine... Considering we’re both coming to the same place.” I didn’t miss the double entendre and apparently, neither did she. She smirked before leaving. I started to get up but he quickly grabbed my hand. I looked over at him and his eyes quested mine for explanation.

“I’m just gonna go to the bathroom.” I blurted out and he chuckled as he looped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. 

“You’re leaving me alone so soon?” He smiled as he set his chin on my stomach. “Here I was hoping you’d be reluctant to get rid of me or escape my sight. Or.. shall I let you have your.. ‘freedom’ while you can before I bruise these little pretty little wrists of yours?”

“Only if you’re ready for me to make you count from 100 to 0 and then back to 100 again.”

“You’ve been waiting for that ever since you heard me fuck that audio up.”

“You didn’t even get to the first round of fifty.”

“I’ll change that tonight.”

“Confidence looks as sexy on you as it sounds.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. I started to lean forward but he arched his head back a bit. “Hm?”

“I want our first kiss to be special.”

“You want the world to hear what your real kissing sound sounds like?”

“I want you to feel what a real lover’s first kiss feels like.. I mean, you didn’t think I came all the way here just because I wanted to make an audio of us, did you?” He laughed. “I fell a bit in love with you before.. but now..” He eyed me up and down. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to get enough of you in the next three days.”

“There’s always the tying me down option.”

“How will I cuddle you if your arms are wrapped around the headboard?”

“Wrap them around your neck.”

A growl escaped him and a devilish smile took over his features. “I’m glad I waited for this.”

“Me too.” The lady placed his credit card and my ID down on the table. I scooped them up and tucked them into my dress. “Shall we?”

“We shall, milady.” 

[tikilimawmaw]

BRB

On the rare occasions that I care about my news feed, some things actually get my attention, aside from cute puppy gifs and stupid political fanaticism like wtf. Anyway, a “friend” shared this blog post about UPLB--my dear UPLB--and how uh-mazing that place is. I mean, I get it; it is a mystical, magical university (but not in a Hogwarts way) and, well, who could resist writing about, or instagramming it?

I apologize. I’m just at this point in my college life where I see everything under gray clouds, and I don’t mean the silvery kind. I mean dark, nimbus, let’s-do-relief-operations-after-this-storm, gray clouds. I hate that place, but every Monday when I return to the apartment there I’m always looking forward to walking the streets of Elbi. It’s weird.

Anyway, what I’m about to do is kind of a parallel narration according to the places described by the author/blogger. It’ll be a whiny, age-inappropriate sulking about how bad I feel in that wonderful place, but hey, I don’t know how to properly feel anymore. I need to do this.

(1 Baker Hall) The only fun I had in Baker Hall was Elbikon. Seriously. For one thing, the interior is very old--wooden steps, dramatic windows. Nothing wrong there; someone’s doing a splendid job on preservation (except that the temperature rises over unbearable degrees). Here’s the problem: the string ensemble of UPLB practices there. I hear violins, and I hate that. I hate missing the violin. It’s a piece of me that just doesn’t fit perfectly anymore when I try to get my shit together again. I mean, it fits, but not exact-o.

(2 Carillon Tower) For four years I’d lived in the same dormitory and every time I needed a jeepney ride, I pass by the Carillon Tower. It’s peaceful there; I hang around on my own and no one disturbs me because everyone else is too busy cuddling with his/her SO. It’s too peaceful actually, that all I could think about is that a pool of blood is too obvious at the foot of the tower. Besides, the gates are locked. No potential here.

Backspace. BACKSPACE.

(3 Student Union Building) Sigh. SU. Where do I even begin? Oh, wait, I need to get a number before I begin. Approximately 56 minutes before I get called. LIES! It’s like all you want to do there is rush in, get things done, rush out. But you can’t. Because you’re queued. The bathrooms are okay, I guess. I thought that SU was supposed to symbolize the university embracing the student, making them feel welcomed and that they are free to do whatever hell they want (bleargh). That’s funny, because I feel more welcomed by the river behind it. 

(4 Trees) I have this theory that the trees in UPLB are majestically large because they feed upon the souls and hopes and dreams of thousands and thousands of students, on-time and delayed, every semester. This may be only in my head, but I honestly feel like my energy is always drained when I’m there. Maybe that’s why Thursday is drinking day: so students can at least carry on through Friday and the weekends without feeling like shit. Me? I drink Mondays. And Tuesdays. And We--

(5 DL Umali) I don’t think I’ll ever walk the stage of DL Umali with pride and confidence ever again. I used to be a student achiever: college scholar and honor roll, promising GWA. I shake hands with the dean; I get a certificate. Now, I’m just a probationary student with nine failed units and one INC that all happened in one epic semester. Epic fail, that is. 

That’s not all. Our org holds our annual exhibit in the gallery at the basement. And I haven’t had any WIPs for a year. I can’t stress enough how I lost my will to draw. Recently, art has only been a way to calm me down. That’s great, right? At least I still have it. God.

(6 Nihon Koen) I think I’ll be seeing this torii regularly starting Tuesday. It’s a fun way to travel down from the UHS, where the psych is in TTh 2-5 pm. 

UPLB Tip #562: There are desperate pervs in pretty decent bathrooms. DO NOT give in to the temptation no matter how much of your life you’ve given up, because you can get sick. Or pregnant. Or worst, videoed. Besides, his dick was tiny.

(7 Thai Pavillion) Hang around this exotic gazebo every afternoon before dusk if you want to ogle at fit people stretching, and jogging, and basically all other things you don’t have the energy for, a.k.a taking care of your body. Plus, they have dogs. Dogs are one of the reasons I don’t let go.

(8 Freedom Park) Again, a haven for healthy people: F-park. Fit park. Food park. Fuck park. Whatever you wish: it’s Freedom Park. Here’s a tip: unless you’re a Jesus person, don’t sit on the benches alone. Or at least have the guts to say “no, I don’t wanna hear about the five things that I need to know to be saved.” And besides, sitting alone on a bench in front of a lot of parked cars for a few hours is creepy. There was this one time I thought this old guy in his car was actually watching me. I could take the attention but that just sounds really slutty. Try sitting at the grandstand instead. 

(9 Mariang Banga) It doesn’t matter what religion or cult you belong in: Mariang Banga is real. Ask permission before picking a flower, apologize for stepping on grass, always appreciate the weather no matter how insufferable it is, because she has power over this land, you mortal. (I still think she cursed me with a hole for a heart and a jelly for a brain.)

(10 Palma Bridge) There was a time in my early college years when Palma Bridge was called Sperm Bridge but I won’t give any hints. Get it? Hint? Like, odor? No? How about “call of the void”? “High place phenomenon”? Urge to jump? Still no? Good.

(11 Molawin Creek) This river is the same river I was talking about. It actually runs pretty far. In one of my stupid adventures pre destructive semesters, I tried to discover what was behind my then-dormitory. You guessed it: a forest. Hah okay, the river comes after it. There was this spot that I liked--clear and cold water, decently dry rocks, some shade, no one else around. Bathing naked was fun. But on my next adventure, I got lost, so uh-uh I’m not going back. Or will I? (I conclude that these adventures comprise a death wish.)

(12 Park behind humanities) Behind CAS Building is this construction where we get rubble from. And the mound of gravel that was never removed served as another seat for our tambayan, where I always feel so awkward. 

(13 NCAS) One question: how the hell can I get on the NCAS rooftop? Ideation aside, a top view of O-park would be nice. 

(14 Office of the University Registrar) Soon enough, the registrar will not include me in the list of officially enrolled students because ma’am, I am tired. I need a break. And probably my TOR.

(15 Hum/CAS) Pretend to be a younger batch if you look the part. I always do. It gives the illusion that I’m still full of hopes and dreams, and it’s a good excuse for asking about things that I should know. The three CAS buildings and Physci are the good places to do it. And Copeland gym. 

(16 Two roads diverged by O-park) Lots of walks to clear the mind // Beware acquaintances, tell them you’re fine. // Groups of friends walking, pretty intimidating // Cross the road, the other side is empty: your thing.

(17 Gamma SIgma) Yeah, well I always thought it was a shade for the CSB. Sorrynotsorry.

(18 Heritage Tower) My happy memories include playing UNO with my friends under the Kwek-kwek tower and reading the ridiculous vandals like “Jherehmie luv Ehllah 4rvr 24″. I have nothing against Jherehmie and Ehllah, but come on, that tower was [awfully] repainted. I miss the times when I don’t suddenly stop and stare at nothing while I play UNO or sing karaoke with my friends. It’s awkward; I catch myself doing it. Nope. Nope.

UPLB Tip #847: It never hurts to be observant. Get really observant until you’re almost being a stalker. But not really. There are always patterns for everything, and you just really need to be good at knowing them. For example, your crush. Your crush has a schedule; on TTh he walks out of this building at this hour, on WF he enters another. Where does he live? Which jeepney does he usually ride, kanan or kaliwa? Observation, not stalking.

(19 UPLB Gate) I’ll be back, I promise.

(20 CEM...thingy) Forget that weird piece of artsy nonsense, that buried building at the back with the swastika is the mystery. I never bothered to know the history, but hey, it’s dark, wet and eerie--must be zombies. 

(21 Raymundo) I always dub this as “not my turf”. Since I’m not familiar with it, I also have adventures here (just to be clear, adventure meant walking and exploring, nothing else). I’ll miss rolling under the gate after curfew and deciding where to eat (usually takes around 15 minutes).

(22 Never-ending bridge) Again, with the bridges. Look, it’s a long way down but the aesthetics are great. There’re these pretty purple (or were they blue?) flowers and a thick canopy of ferns and broad leaves. Die pretty.

UPLB Tip #1036: Don’t shut everyone out. Ever heard of “don’t burn your bridges”? Yeah, well if you’re that kind of person who possibly needs to utilize people in the future, then go. But geez is that all there is to connections, the utility? What about just having fun conversations together, and lunches and dinners? IMHO, the people you meet at your later years in college are more likely to become “colleagues” than “friends”. Unless he’s the one. Squeal.

(23 Forestry route) While the torii is my way down, this road takes me up to the psych.

(24 UPLB) I hate my house. I hate my school. I just want to be in between, in the journey. I know I’ll get to the two points at some time in my life but not now. A view from afar would be nice. “I’ll be there,” I would say, “just give me a moment to catch up.” I’ll be right back.

Welp. That was awfully long. So here’s the blog, again. Vivid pictures, beautiful words, I am nothing. 

Edit: She’s on Tumblr. OH NO.